Yang Ruoqing touched Dabai's little face, turned around and came to the table again.

At this time, the table was in a mess.

Various exquisite and beautiful snack boxes were originally filled with melon seeds, peanuts, broad beans, peas, candied fruits, rice cakes and other snacks.

Now, almost half of the melon seeds and the like are no longer in the box, they have all been put on the table by Xiao Hei.

Xiao Hei stepped on the stool, with most of his body lying on the table. A pair of chubby little black hands were pulling the melon seeds and peanuts on the table, and stuffing the melon seeds into his mouth from time to time.

After chewing it for a few times, he spat it out with the shell and meat together, leaving the table dirty.

Yang Huamei stood aside, holding up one hand to block Xiao Hei to prevent him from falling, and with the other hand, she grabbed the melon seeds that Xiao Hei fiddled with and knocked them on the table.

"Xiao Hei is too bad. He can't eat these so he wastes them. It's the same at home. He's not afraid of being beaten or scolded. I can't do anything about it."

Yang Huamei said helplessly while eating melon seeds.

Yang Ruoqing walked over and said with a smile: "That's how children are. As long as they play well and don't cry, it's just a matter of a few melon seeds and peanuts. This is not someone else's home."

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's words, Yang Huamei smiled.

Lao Wang's family nearby were also very happy.

Yang Ruoqing picked up the melon seed box on the table and handed it to Shuanzi Niang, Wang Hongquan and Wang Shuanzi.

"Uncle Shuanzi, don't just sit here, crack some melon seeds and kill some time!"

Wang Shuanzi and others politely stretched out their hands, grabbed a handful of melon seeds and cracked them.

Shuan Ziniang asked Yang Ruoqing: "Where is the baby?"

Yang Ruoqing turned her head and looked behind her, "Her two godmothers were hugging each other into the yard earlier. They were probably watching Xiao An and the others playing outside!"

Mother Shuanzi nodded and sat there eating melon seeds and drinking tea.

Yang Huazhong accompanied Lao Yangtou and Wang Hongquan, smoking dry cigarettes and chatting.

Yang Ruoqing walked around the main room, refilled the tea bowls of these elders, and returned to Yang Huamei again.

"The clothes Dabai is wearing look like new Chinese New Year clothes, but why is Xiao Hei still wearing old clothes from two years ago?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Yang Huamei glanced at Xiao Hei and smiled.

"Both of them made exactly the same new clothes. When they were having New Year's Eve dinner, the meatballs had just been served."

"As soon as I turned my back, Xiao Hei's hand went in and knocked it over. The soup and water splashed onto my chest."

"Ah?" Yang Ruoqing was happy.

"Then what? Wouldn't you cry?" she asked.

Yang Huamei shook her head and patted Xiao Hei's butt: "This bastard is so tough that he doesn't cry even if he does something wrong. But it's a pity that the clothes were so dirty that he couldn't wear them, so I had to find him some old clothes."

Let’s make do with it first.”

Yang Ruoqing nodded, so that's what happened.

On the side, Mrs. Tan was scolding Yang Huamei: "I told you several times a year ago that I would make two more sets of new clothes for the twins, just to prevent this."

"It's Chinese New Year. It's okay for adults to wear some old clothes, but children have to wear new clothes to be happy. You must not listen!"

Hearing Tan's scolding, Yang Huamei said with a smile: "This Chinese New Year is just for the sake of making a new set of clothes. If you make too many, they will grow taller now. When the weather gets colder, they will have to wear more clothes."

It’s too small, and it’s a waste to do too much!”

Mrs. Tan curled her lips, "If you eat a few bites less, you will have the money to make clothes. Why should you bother your children during the Chinese New Year? It's true."

Yang Huamei smiled and said to Yang Ruoqing: "I can't explain it, you have to say."

Yang Ruoqing then smiled and said to Tan, "Nai, I am the biological mother of the twins. If she wronged herself, she would not bear to wrong the two children. Just don't say anything."

Tan said: "I think this is the Chinese New Year, which only comes once a year..."

Yang Ruoqing smiled again, "Our family is living a better life now. There are many other families in our village who are having a hard time."

"For their families to celebrate the New Year, the children don't even have any new clothes, let alone a new set of clothes."

"Even at our house, three or four years ago, didn't we children always wear old clothes during the Chinese New Year?" Yang Ruoqing said.

Mrs. Tan said: "At that time, our old Yang family was not divided, and you guys were just girls. You must keep your grandchildren close to you before you get the two new clothes!"

Yang Ruoqing said: "But in my impression, Da'an and Xiao'an always wore patched clothes during the Chinese New Year. It would be nice to have a new pair of shoes."

Tan was stunned by Yang Ruoqing's words.

The old lady paused for a moment, then continued: "At that time, my family was not so poor and we didn't even have enough to eat, so why did we care about that!"

Yang Ruoqing said: "So, this person just lives whatever life comes his way. He doesn't have to choose."

"So when you have no money, you have to tighten your belt and live hard. Now that you have a little bit of money, you have to spend it leisurely. If you don't worry about ten thousand, you should always be prepared for something unexpected?"

"So, my aunt made a new set of clothes for each of the two couples for the New Year. It is a rational approach and not extravagant and wasteful, right?"

Mrs. Tan was speechless.

"You girl, you have sharp teeth and a sharp tongue. You have said things that your parents have never said in their entire lives. I can't speak to you!" Mrs. Tan said.

The old lady turned her head and continued teasing Dabai.

The old lady gave up in this argument.

Yang Ruoqing has expressed everything she should express. If she continues to dwell on this topic, she will appear to be unreasonable.

"Girl, you are so kind to take care of this little blackie. I went to the kitchen to help my mother cook!" Yang Ruoqing said.

Yang Huamei nodded: "Tell Third Sister-in-law not to cook too many dishes. We are not outsiders. Just make a few dishes that men can drink with. Don't be so tired."

Yang Ruoqing smiled happily: "It's Chinese New Year, you can be happy if you are tired. Sister, you sit down first, I will come back later."

In the backyard, the fragrance dominates the entire backyard.

Even Yang Ruoqing, who had just finished breakfast, was instantly awakened as soon as she walked into the backyard.

"Oh my god, I gained ten pounds during the Chinese New Year holiday. I just put down my chopsticks and I'm hungry again. What should I do?"

Yang Ruoqing entered the kitchen with a smile.

In the kitchen, Mrs. Sun and Yang Ruolan were busy on one pot and on the other.

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's joking words, Mrs. Sun took a moment to smile and said, "Isn't that just like this in the first month of the year? Eat and play, play and eat. When you're full and tired, you fall asleep and wake up.

Let’s continue eating.”

"Oh, my God, it's almost like a pig!" Yang Ruoqing said.

Mrs. Sun gave her an angry look and said, "You're talking stupid."

Yang Ruolan also giggled: "Pigs are a good thing. In our village, pigs are a treasure, a treasure of the year."

Yang Ruoqing said: "Yes, being like a pig is a good thing, auspicious and festive."
Chapter completed!